Betty Woz Gone
28 October 2011
Once upon a time on an estate far far away Ha! Ha! No actually it weren’t far It was only ’round the fuckin’ corner Stop swearing
But nah this woman called Betty right She used to have loads of kids ’round her house Doing loads of dodgy things I was gonna say fucked up But I just fucked up so Ugh!
This is the life of Betty Show ‘em what you got Alex And if you’re American! Take it away… Show them what you got
B-B-B-B-B-Back in the day when my grass didn’t grow And I was indestructible not I’d get on them things that made ya mum’s nightmares Unawares, drinking bad pop
So so I got in this crowd to make my rep look bad In a good way, yet not… Thought I was it, doing whatever Innit omg, jamming with Skanks on the block
And so I met this one, chitty chat gone She was so fucked, she couldn’t stand up So I gave her a Cha and a KittyKat bar… And told her take a break break break Oh no! Deep in a dirty hole she gone Solo in a world of her own
B-B-B-B-Betty woz gone yeah Betty woz gone yeah B-B-B-B-Betty woz gone yeah Betty woz woz woz woz B-B-Betty woz
Underground in London City There’s plenty a bobs on the sniff, sniff, sniffy Think their shit’s hot But it’s just fuckin’ not Oh yeahhhh
Next thing ya know I’m at the hoe’s damn house Cigarettes K Et. and her kids Boys in a line, rock, paper, scissor first time… Fuckin’ young blud like pure filth And no she ain’t no MILF no A-Jolie Got a back sack crack her now But every hole’s a goal for Spotty Juv Saps That can’t get fucked no how…
B-B-B-B-Betty woz gone yeah yeah Betty woz gone yeah B-B-B-B-Betty woz gone yeah Betty woz woz woz woz B-B-Betty woz
Underground in London City There’s plenty a bobs on the sniff, sniff, sniffy Think their shit’s hot But it’s just flippin’ not mate…
Oh no! Look who it is It’s the social services coming round for the kids Oh oh oh oh no Oh no! How many chances has she had Ah mate, a million Oh oh oh oh oh Oh no! Look what is is It’s an ambulance come to fix her ass Hold up, ah shit Is Betty wearing a bodybag? Yea man.
B-B-B-B-Betty woz gone yeah Betty woz gone yeah B-B-B-B-Betty woz gone yeah Betty woz woz woz woz B-B-Betty woz gone yeah B-B-B-B-Betty was gone yeah yea yeah Betty was gone What you talking about Fam? In London City, where we were born and raised On an estate where most of us spent our days Jamming and cotching, acting all cool As we were smoking a reefa outside school… When a couple of hoods… They was up to no good Started using Betty’s as their neighborhood… They’d give her one little line and she’d be on tap She’d say – "I’ll give you likle loving if ya gimme more crack" So Betty give a fumble Betty’d be quick Coz the only thing on her mind was getting a fix But it’s too late B-B-B-B-Betty iz gizone